This is a song about "Hearing loss"

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Loss of time for play-doh; i'm steady spending more pesos

A loss on your part, is a sad thought

Tell me anything you want

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

All those fragmented, sputtered flowery words she was almost hearing

Life sentence, court order, hearing the journeys thoughts

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

My words the fans will be hearing

Deceiving looks yeah but you ain't really hearing

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

I let the white man get me, tally it as a loss

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Tired of hearing all these gimmicks